I sent her pics of my dick.She would wait till her son slept. I would instruct her on what to do as she would rub and play with herself. She told me h...ow she would be sucking my dick and making me cum.One day she said she was in my city due to work and told me to come over. I was feeling nervous but went anyway. I got to see all the descriptions of her in real life for the first time. She was shorter at 5″3 but had heavy boobs that I wanted to maul over and curves sent over the nightie she was. We sat down, Lina between us, our hands in our laps, as the wheel lurched and moved so that the next seat could be loaded.By the time we had stuttered our way to the top of the Ferris wheel, Lina had broken the ice for us. She was so excited to be so far above the rest of the carnival and the park, that she could hardly contain herself. She started pointing out landmarks to us, screeching and waving to friends she spotted far down on the ground, and turning around to laugh with Jorge, Becky,. 'I'm gonna have to help you up or we'll be here till sundown. Gimme your hand.' There was wiry strength in her small body, and she hauled me upright with no apparent effort, then handed me my crutches. She knelt and gathered up our garbage and stuffed it into one of the bags, and walked slowly ahead of me to the car. She didn't say another word till we pulled up outside my house.'Tomorrow, OK?' I shifted uncomfortably.'What about the rest of your caseload?' She looked at me and then smiled.'Let. They aren’t important to us unless they are names you decide to use on us.”She closed the door as I stepped into the foyer. It was marvelously appointed in a classic, almost victorian style, with bold colors muted by subtle lighting that was easy on the eyes.“I am the doorkeeper, among other things, but you may call me whatever you want, D.”The doorkeeper was easy on the eyes, too. She had thick, wild-looking, but perfectly styled dark hair to her shoulders, which were bare as her dress design.